Thoughts From A Balcony lyrics

Let me get a one-way ticket, haven't picked a destination

I'm just tryna catch the train before it has to leave the station

Packing no bags, nothing but the clothes on my back

With a Cognac, let me sip it, tryna to relax

Red wine up in my glass plus Filet Mignon

I got a army right up under me, I'm Genghis Khan

Yeah, it's me against the world, I guess I'll take them on

I might stop and see my girl, but I ain't staying long

What if I'm gone, what the fuck you gon' think then?

I told my story, put my life inside this ink pen

Said I'll make it big when, everybody know me

Well, I made it big and, everybody phony

Ha, so could you pour me, I need a cup

No, none of that liquor, mixing purple stuff

I could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much

Go head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free

They just dreams, turn 'em to reality

Double-cup of lean, standing on my balcony

Looking at the sky, thinking it could all be mine

All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?

They just dreams, turn 'em to reality

Double-cup of lean, standing on my balcony

Looking at the street, thinking it could all be mine

All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?

What the fuck is time? I ask 'em, what the fuck is time?

I don't know, what the fuck is time? I ask 'em, what the fuck is time?

What do you do when you think you could be an icon?

Cause all these people get to screaming with the lights on

Like they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat

Racing to the gate but my flight gone

And now these writers taking shots without a Nikon

But I don't fight though, figure it's a typo

Seems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though

Potion in my sprite, then my night slows... down, down

See, that's exactly what I need

My khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat

Like it was "Donald Trump," a fucking hit but I just call it luck

They throw it on when I'm walking in the club

Hey, this the Burgh shit, I don't deserve this

Well, I don't think you looking far beyond the surface

Learn quick, now I'm big time

Fill your cup up, and I'mma sip mine

• Artist:Mac Miller
• Album:Macadelic